NOVEL NEXT Chapter 290 Mindlinking While...
But at the same time, guilt pulled at the back of his mind; everyone else was already out working in the fields, and here he was, losing himself. Still, he couldn't just walk away like this, not when the fire in his veins refused to die down.
The indecision made Zion's gut churn, but his body seemed to know its own priority; his hand moved again, stroking his cock. Yet compared to Addison's pussy, his grip felt a little rough and unsatisfying, and the friction was threatening to leave him raw and blistered.
It wasn't enough. His other hand pressed against his forehead as he leaned back onto the bed, chest rising and falling heavily with ragged breaths.
Then, through the mindlink, Levi's voice suddenly broke in—hoarse, strained, and breathless. "Alpha Zion… I think I'm in trouble…"
Frustrated and already on edge, Zion almost snapped back at him, but managed to grind out, "What's wrong?"
"I think… I might… go into rut soon," Levi admitted, his voice thick with strain.
"Wait—don't tell me you're mindlinking me while jerking off?" Zion almost bolted upright from the bed in shock. Levi's voice had been ragged and uneven, every pause making it sound like he was distracted, struggling to keep his thoughts straight.
Glancing down at his own stomach still streaked with cum, Zion could only imagine what Levi was doing on the other end. Then it hit him, he'd nearly forgotten that he, Maxwell, and Levi were bound together. If he was suffering like this, it wasn't far-fetched to think the others were drowning in the same torment.
Rather than spiral deeper into frustration, Zion dragged himself to the bathroom, washed up a little, changed into fresh pants, and threw on a robe.
Although Zion had guessed what Levi was doing, Levi gave no reply and stayed silent on his end of the mindlink. His hand moved over his cock in reckless strokes, chasing the heat that refused to fade.
In his mind, only the memory of Addison, her warmth, her tightness when he had once been buried inside her, came close to easing the ache. It wasn't enough, not truly, but it was better than nothing.
Like Zion, he didn't want to burden Addison. He planned to deal with the rut himself and only speak to her about it later, when the time was right. The last thing he wanted was to startle her with a sudden demand to mate, to make her think he was no different from the males, driven only by lust and unable to see beyond it when they are in rut.
But in the middle of dealing with his desire, Levi couldn't ignore the fact that he and the others were connected. Instinctively, he reached out to Zion, the only one he could confide in right now through the mindlink.
Still, the timing was strange; he wasn't even finished wrestling down his own desire, and mindlinking while in that state felt almost shameful.
His thoughts were a tangled mess of heat and worry, so it slipped his mind completely, until Zion's blunt question hit him like a slap: "Wait—don't tell me you're mindlinking me while jerking off?"
Levi nearly choked on his own breath. Hearing that accusation from another man made the whole thing feel even more awkward, almost surreal.
After Levi finally reached his climax, his cum spilling across his body, he collapsed onto the bed, chest heaving as sweat clung to his skin. But even in his haze, his thoughts drifted toward Maxwell.
Suddenly, it all made sense why Maxwell had acted so strangely in the cafeteria earlier. He must have already felt the rut gnawing at him, driving him restless and desperate, so much so that he tried to tease Addison into the right mood.
The thought unsettled Levi. It wouldn't be surprising if Maxwell had already slipped into Addison's room, but he had no proof. He couldn't accuse him outright, and telling Zion might only make things worse; Zion's jealousy would flare, and a fight between them could erupt.
Still, the idea festered in Levi's mind. Compared to the hollow relief of his own hand, the memory of Addison's warmth was overwhelming. Now that they all knew what it felt like to truly mate, jerking off felt like nothing more than a frustrating substitute.
After cleaning himself up, Levi lingered by the door, staring down at the bulge straining against his pants. His cock was still throbbing with an aching need that refused to settle, frustration coiling tight in his gut.
He drew in a helpless breath before stepping out into the hallway, only to find Zion pacing restlessly back and forth outside Addison's room, his expression stormy.
Levi didn't stop. Instead, he walked straight past Zion and headed for Maxwell's quarters. As he feared, the room was empty. That left only two possibilities: either Maxwell had gone out to work, which was highly unlikely, given their condition, or he had slipped into Addison's room to sate his hunger.
Levi's jaw tightened. Because once one of them gave in to the rut, it would ripple through the others like falling dominoes. Unless all three of them were satisfied, none would find relief. And in the end, Addison would be caught in the middle, dragged down with them.
So when Zion asked if he felt it too, Levi fell silent. Unlike Maxwell and Zion, who were both Alphas, he didn't carry that same overwhelming possessiveness or pride. He could still rein himself in, hold back his desires, for Addison's sake if nothing else. But the same couldn't be said for the other two.
If Zion discovered that Maxwell was in Addison's room, fucking her to ease his rut, he might completely lose control. And so, Levi chose silence. For now, it was the only thing he could do.
But it turned out he didn't need to say anything. Not long after, the answer revealed itself. As the two of them stood outside Addison's door, their bodies burning with restless desire, the tension inside them suddenly lightened. Before they could make sense of it, the door opened, Maxwell stepping out first, followed closely by Addison.
The moment Zion laid eyes on her, instinct took over. He bolted forward, inhaling her scent like a starving wolf. His nose wrinkled the instant he caught Maxwell's scent clinging thickly to Addison, and a guttural growl escaped his throat before he could stop it.
"Maxwell, you…" Zion snarled through clenched teeth.
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